In a slight electric noise, the sponge cushion of the seat moved to the side. Countless pieces of steel plate armor, under the traction of the mechanical cantilever, slowly rose from the gap of the seat and accurately passed through the gap between Jiang Chen's legs and arms. Then, with a series of "kaka" sounds, they buckled on one after another.
This was the last insurance for his two custom-made Luer cars. A T-3 power armor was built into the back seat of the car and occupied half the trunk. Not only that, the full-body armor was reinforced with titanium alloy, and it was changed from a rear-facing position to a front-facing position to facilitate rapid completion of the armor.
The two bodyguards sitting in the front row turned around and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.
The boss, who was originally sitting there in a suit, had become an iron lump armed to the teeth.
T-3 type.
Any employee working in Celestial Trade would be familiar with this stuff!
"Wait for me here, I'm going to play with them."
With a grin, Jiang Chen didn't care if the two bodyguards could see him or not as he reached for the door.
Almost at the same time, the front window suddenly had a layer of spider web-like cracks spreading from the middle to both sides, and a gunshot came from the distance.
"Fu * k!"
The two bodyguards sitting in the front row subconsciously raised their arms and dodged.
Fortunately, all the glass of the Luer car was made of high-strength bulletproof glass doped with graphene lamination. Even if it was an anti-material rifle, it would be impossible to penetrate this thing with one bullet.
The sniper lying prone on top of the building pulled the bolt of his gun skillfully. An orange-yellow shell with white smoke was ejected from the barrel of the gun. His finger was on the trigger.
Just then, the second gunshot sounded.
However, the bullet didn't fly to Jiang Chen's car, but to the sniper.
Without the slightest warning, the sniper who was about to shoot was directly shot in the head. Blood splashed on the water tank behind him, and the sniper rifle in his hand fell downstairs and shattered into pieces on the concrete floor.
Two streets away from the building, inside a truck parked on the side of the road, five men were squatting in the truck. They were all holding automatic rifles such as AK and M4 with tape in their hands, and they were wearing bulletproof vests of different models.
Some of them were retired soldiers, while others were employees of former military contractors.
"Jamie's down! Damn, it's a Ghost Agent! Their reaction is too fast! "Carlson's face was overcast. This ambush had not gone smoothly from the beginning.
Their people successfully caused a car accident and forced Jiang Chen's car to stop. However, the material strength of the bulletproof glass still exceeded their expectations. Even the fortified .50 Magnum bullets couldn't penetrate the glass.
When Jamie was about to fire another shot, the previous gunshot had exposed his position. At least one sniper was on standby nearby. Carlson didn't feel like he was assassinating an entrepreneur, but a head of state …
"What should we do?" The black man next to him hesitated. "They have at least one sniper …"
"Continue the operation!" A trace of determination flashed across the man's face as he loaded the rifle. "For the United States! For the Statue of Liberty! "
At the same time, he muttered in his heart.
Hopefully, those people will fulfill their promise …
"For the Statue of Liberty!"
The driver roared. The truck drove the wrong way on the road, passed through the congested area, and directly crashed into Jiang Chen's car. A black car appeared from the side and blocked in front of the truck. The side was directly deformed.
The back door of the truck was kicked open, and Carlson, wearing a skull mask, jumped onto the street first. He first fired at the sky with his rifle, then fired at the front window of the car blocking in front of the truck. Then he passed through the screaming crowd and rushed to the black Luer car.
The Luer car did not reverse but opened the trunk.
For some reason, looking at the trunk that popped open, Carlson suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness.
At this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his footsteps slowed down by half a beat.
A steel-covered foot stepped out of the trunk and made a powerful bang on the concrete road. The innocent citizens who thought they were under a terrorist attack and squatted under the car with their hands on their heads looked at the figure behind the Luer car with shock and sluggishness in their eyes.
This is …
Somehow, he felt that this thing was somewhat familiar.
The mass-produced T-3 equipped by ordinary soldiers was naturally different. Although the engine and core weapons were the same, the one on Jiang Chen's body, whether it was the armor material or the streamlined appearance, there were significant differences.
As a result, the New Yorkers, who lived in the Internet era, instantly recognized the origin of this thing.
This, this, isn't this …
Hans, who was lying under the car, widened his eyes. Not long ago, he reviewed the picture on a military forum. Some people compared the "Iron Man" in the Los Santos incident, the shadow that first appeared in Coro City, and the photos of the T-3 Power Armor Brigade that Celestial Trade parachuted into the city. They argued that the Iron Man was actually the T-3 with the chest armor and weapon pendant replaced.
The debate was inconclusive, but everyone had no doubt that this must be the masterpiece of Celestial Trade. Because only Celestial Trade had the ability to build power armors that could fly. As for the knockoff made by the Cash Project Research Bureau of the Department of Defense, it was nothing more than a bulky lump of iron with a large kinetic skeleton.
However, they still didn't think that the Iron Man was neither a special force of Celestial Trade nor a bodyguard arranged around an important person. It turned out to be the president of Celestial Trade himself – Jiang Chen.
His hand trembled as he took out his phone from his pocket. Although Hans understood that it was not a wise move, he couldn't help but do it.
Now he was not far from the Luer car, and he was the closest!
If he took a video, it would definitely make headlines!
This was big news!
The bullets hit the titanium alloy armor like mosquitoes. Jiang Chen reached out and pressed the door that was about to open. He shook his head at the bodyguard sitting in the car, raised the tactical rifle in his right hand, and said in his mind.
"Unparalleled –!"
The muzzle spewed out flames, and the bullets connected to the hearts. As the muzzle swept through the chaotic traffic, a string of blood mist exploded on the bodies. A rifle grenade flew over, and the nitrogen shield opened smoothly. The rifle grenade with white smoke was blown into the building on the side, and it exploded into brilliant flames in the air.
Fortunately, Carlson dodged the bullets. Relying on his outstanding combat awareness, he barely dodged the nearly fatal bullets and hastily changed the steel core armor-piercing clip. The muscular black man squatting in front of him, with blood dripping from his shoulder, gritted his teeth and put the light machine gun on the hood.
"Fu * k! The intelligence is wrong! We're screwed – "
BANG!
A bullet exploded the black man's skull and left a hole on the hood of the entire car.
"SH * T!"
Carlson cursed under his breath as he quickly fell to the ground and rolled behind another light truck.
The speed of the Ghost Agents was beyond his expectations.
He didn't expect that in less than a minute, the sniper had already changed his position and aimed the sniper rifle behind them.
The operation had failed!
Carlson made a prompt decision, dropped to the ground, and crawled under the truck. However, just as half of his body was under the hood, he felt a huge force on his leg.
Standing next to the truck, Jiang Chen grabbed Carlson's leg with one hand and dragged him out from under the hood.
Jiang Chen waved his hand and knocked away the butt of the gun. He smiled, grabbed the man's neck with one hand, and pressed him against the hood.
"Resistance? Colorado or Texas? "
"I won't say it even if I die!"
With blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Carlson stiffened his neck and stared at Jiang Chen.
"Is that so?" Jiang Chen shrugged, and his voice floated out of the steel armor. "I hope you can still insist on saying that."
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